A Walk Down the Devil’s Spine – Part 6

Kyle is up first having set his alarm. It’s 6:30 am on Sunday December 15th 2013. Zippers zip as Paul and I wriggle stiffly out of our sleeping bags.  Kyle  boils us water for coffee while we lace up our…

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A Walk Down The Devil’s Spine – Part 3

  On January 17th 1969, Robert Samples and six adolescent boys; Bobby and Ronny Cassol, Eddie and Danny Salisbury, Frank Donato and Frank Raugh drove into the Sespe Wilderness for a weekend of target shooting and camping. None of them…

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Paul, Paulo and Santa Paula Peak

  Sunrise flames rippled across a cloudy March sky above Highway 126. My brother Paul, with sleepy eyes, drove on through Ventura towards our objective: Santa Paula Peak. We exited the highway at Palm Ave in the town of Santa…

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I Went To Santa Barbara Wine Country. . .And Drank Nothing But Beer

It was a Saturday morning and we were northbound on the 101 Freeway. The historic “Camino Real” was flanked by strawberry fields and the infinite Pacific Ocean on one side―brown, rain soaked hills on the other. My wife Anita and…

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A Topa Topa Tale

Click on thumbnails for full size image The rattling back door of Paul’s black Ford Explorer is driving me insane as we turn onto the dusty fork off Sisar Canyon Rd. My head is feeling as empty as the beer…

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A Walk Down The Devil’s Spine – Part 1

July 16th, 2008 “Whooaaaaa!” I leap backwards high into empty space, nearly tumbling down the talus and into a dead bush. The rattler, tightly coiled, doesn’t move an inch save for its black tongue flickering in and out.  Luckily for…

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